Whither in Love’s realm shall we stray?
Say, shall we seek some storied isle,
Where warm Ægean waters smile?
Or shall I see the Arctic sun
A flood of crimson glories shed
At midnight on that golden head,
Or sail to seas where pearls are won?
O sun-bright maiden, choose and say
Whither shall we two sail to-day?
Follow the track of Heracles—